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Its the middle of the night, and I can't breathe.
Theres nothing and no one to hear, and I can't talk and I want to scream and cry and bleed.
I can't keep doing this.
My mind is terminally fucked.
I could live, but I dont think with this head and brain of mine.
I cant afford it.
living or dying are both paths. Perhaps I need a detour.
I need to breathe
Need more lungs or something. Each breathe takes me deeper to that dark world. and I cant cope.
Theres nothing and no one to hear, and I can't talk and I want to scream and cry and bleed.
I can't keep doing this.
My mind is terminally fucked.
I could live, but I dont think with this head and brain of mine.
I cant afford it.
living or dying are both paths. Perhaps I need a detour.
I need to breathe
Need more lungs or something. Each breathe takes me deeper to that dark world. and I cant cope.